Oh, Google
Okay, so I usually don't mind Valentine's Day. Just because I happen to be single doesn't mean street vendors and drugstores shouldn't sell roses, balloons, and chocolates. Just because I'm single doesn't mean radio stations shouldn't play sappy love songs and advertise weird gift ideas for your sweetheart. Am I sick of seeing the color red, and hearing how people are making lovely fondue, going out to dinner, and jetting away for a weekend in the country alone? You better believe it. But I don't begrudge people their happiness; all around, it's just a fine holiday.
But when Google decides to have the two O's in the middle of their name kiss each other to mark the day, I've had enough.
All I want to do is search for the Battle of Yorktown without my search engine taunting me. Is that really too much to ask?
Jeez.
But when Google decides to have the two O's in the middle of their name kiss each other to mark the day, I've had enough.
All I want to do is search for the Battle of Yorktown without my search engine taunting me. Is that really too much to ask?
Jeez.